| Well, to be fair, there are some guys at the Boston GC who have a clue, and I'm always happy to see them behind the counter.
But the trouble is, it's a crapshoot. For every guy like that, there's another guy like the one who tried to convince me, when I went to pick up a studio boom stand, that the 4-foot long, 4-inch square cardboard box he was handing me contained not only the stand proper but also the 2-foot-wide triangular cast-iron base. Mary freakin' Poppins could not have put that base in that long skinny box, as a 5-year-old could have told him, but since the box was the only thing he could find in the stockroom, he was bound and determined to convince me that I could walk out the door with it and be happy. We actually had to open the box and examine the contents before he was convinced that there must be a second piece to the SKU.
Moments like this do tend to breed a smug attitude after a while, it's true. As emkay says, you'd have to experience it firsthand to understand where we're coming from. |